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Little Girl


Dear Little Girl,
It's time we have a serious conversation. Special is what you are and strong is what you'll become. Little girl, it's okay to cry and show emotion. The hell you're going through now will build character and strength later in life. You know hurt and pain all too well. Your mind will play tricks on you and make you feel less than, but know deep down you're worthy.

You'll hide your true feelings by drowning yourself in work and motherhood because this is a conversation you avoided for years. Little girl, you'll experience abusive relationships with  narcissist that prey on your bruised and battered love wounds. They'll smell it a mile away. You'll hold on to false hope and they'll give you just enough to hang onto. Your men of choice find pleasure in building you up only to watch you fall apart. This is one of the toughest battles you'll endure but you're strong enough without a doubt to break the cycle.

The cycle will cause you to feel as if you're losing it at times but little girl, please hold on. They'll call you crazy and say you're over reacting but you're justified in your actions because they'll push you to that point. Little girl, becoming complacent in mentally abusive relationships is dangerous. Get out and have the courage to move on. Don't forget what you're made of and what you deserve. Be strong in your period of waiting. Stop rescuing others and save yourself. Dear little girl, it will all be okay. You're stronger than you think. Keep fighting.



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